12.31.16


It sounds like dew and
I’m sorry
The faint smell of rain
As it falls lightly
Like there shouldn’t be a trace of this,
Of tonight
In any way.
Lovesick love
Has never been my forte
And yet I sing piano, soft
Just to let myself know that
My voice will be heard
At least by me.

12.31.16

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